Last One Out Of Liberty City

I know there comes a time when you lose faith in what you believe insideand did you know somehow it's just a spark that's a startthat keeps us from the crowdThe other day this girl came up to meand asked if she used to go to school with me and kinda laughedand she said wasn't I the guy her friends always called a waste of timeI know just who I amand what's in my head is that I don't really give a damnwho you think I amWhen I stop and think about to where I'll be 10 years from nowI wonder if the me of now would call myself washed up or watered downor part of the crowd?and the other night this guy came up to me downtownand can't believe that after 5 years I'm still aroundand he said, wasn't I the guy who walked these streets all night?It's such a waste of time